Apollyon Novels & Stories

Hippophorbas went wide-eyed and tried to scramble back. I swung the ax to block him, leaving him only the option to go down a dead-end path. I held back a smile at the irony and predictability. For being from the patron city of the Goddess Athena, goddess of war and knowledge, this twerp isn't very smart or combat-ready. I followed him into the darkened path, ax-grinding along the ground for dramatic effect. I found him quivering in fear against the stone wall. "P...please…please don't kill me…" he stammered. I grunted and swung the ax removing his head. "That's a no." I muttered, heaving his corpse over one shoulder. Lifting my ax in one hand, I grabbed his head with the other and returned

Alice tried to push him away with her hands over his chest, but Kalias was stronger, always would be - after all he was a werewolf. "You will be mine, Aynur" he growled as his lips parted and Alice’s body was abruptly dropped. Aynur. That name did ring out. "That’s not my name," she said trembling, her eyes full of tears. "When the blood moon comes, you will awaken" Kalias began, body tense, eyes dull and lifeless "if you’re right, I’ll kill you. I will tear out your heart and give it as a sacrifice to the fire, but if I am right, as I know I am, then you will awaken, Aynur the goddess of the night of all beings born with it; and by then, you will have fallen in love with me".

In Apollo's hand, the Soul Gem pulsed with a sapphire radiance that illuminated the dark night. "The Soul Gem is finally mine," Apollo declared, his voice carrying a chilling undertone. "Jade's reign ends tonight." Apollo's lycan warriors fanned out around him, their eyes a fierce shade of gold as they waited for his orders. These warriors had long sworn their allegiance to him, even when Xerxes was alive. As both armies marched closer to the village, Talon's rogues and Apollo's lycans each sensed the other's presence. The air crackled with tension, the night itself holding its breath as silence reined suddenly.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

Great Appollo has finally answered your request and I shall pour his water around the palace for cleansing and is a sign to know that great Appollo has taken over your palace and he's always by your side too and one more thing, gather all your father's gods and put them in one big bag then let me equally pour Appollo's water on them, then you burn them all and make sure you get the ashes to me so I will dig a pit and put them there so that your ancestors won't torment you any longer However, he quickly rushed outside the palace, he summoned Tom and ordered him to walk around the whole palace and checked for his father's gods and he told him that anyone he sees, he should gather and out and p

They're only interested in the riches they're going to get and the fuck they can give. I've been prowling around the pack for several days and crossed the borders several times, but I can't get close enough to finding the future Luna. I want to see this boy before I kill him. When I went beyond the border today and because I was thirsty, I approached the river, being uncovered. I didn't expect to see a pup crying, naked, by the riverside. When he looked at me, I knew who he was. It felt like Mary was there looking at me. I quickly formed a lie and exchanged a few words with the kid. He told me his name was Angel and that the whole pack hated him because he rejected his mate. Too bad, when I

“You don’t need to worry.” “I know that Dark Knight will really do that. But I also know that my rivals inside the gang will do some digging up on what happened to us. I don’t want to risk it.” Bacchus worriedly said. “And who’s this rival?” I ask him. “His name is Apollo.” He said. “Apollo, huh?” I said and casually messaged Miko to search about him. “Yes. Apollo. He’s the other right hand man of our boss, Hercules.” Bacchus explained.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

She's about to disappear but screams instead when Iapeitus grabs her hair. "Where do you think you're going?" He slams her on the floor. Iapetius is the God of morality and death. She's looking up at him, "Nowhere I was stretching."